Recovery

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"Why don't you and I go meet the other kids?" James said to Jennifer, who nodded after a moments thought. It wasn't the easiest to talk about and she would like to meet more of his family. It left Gray, standing there talking to his mom, for a few minutes before she realized her boy was a little stressed out and nervous all at the same time. Victoria? Wasn't a clueless woman, and it seems there would have been an more appropriate time for a girlfriend to be introduced, when it seems Gray wasn't ready for the world to know he was seeing somebody. He was a football player at his university. He wasn't even sure what his major would be, but he went because he had a scholarship form his ability to play. "She's pregnant, isn't she?" Victoria said, after a pause and enough time to think. "Not far but yeah. She told me last week and she aged out of the Foster Care system, and nobody wants to see her without healthcare." Gray said. "Let me talk with your fa- let me talk to James, I'm sure there something we can get done to help, but homecome you didn't talk anything about her before?" Victoria asked. "She's not a social creature...not really. Like I said, she just aged out of Foster Care and she's had some bad luck being placed. She's got this part time job, and I still work a day or so a week, but I'll loose my scholarship if I don't keep up with my hours at the school." Gray said. "Give me a couple weeks and I'll see what can be done." Victoria said. "I mean...I'll find a way-" Gray said. "I don't mind to help, because you both are young and I rather you continue your education, even if you aren't sure yet what you want to do with such, education." Victoria said. "Thanks...Ma."

A few minutes ran by, before the foreign language was heard by the lot of them, a voice they all recognized to be Thomas's voice, but his voice was definitely, upset And fearful. It bought Harry, James and Jennifer, who knew some of the language. You need to just mide your business, Thomas. Spoke a late-midde aged man, who both men knew looked right out of prison. I won't let you do it again! Thomas cried out. What the fuck I do is my business. You and those twins have another life. You should just-" he started to say. "I will not let another woman, meet the same faith as my mother!" Thomas cried, and that's when Thomas got back handed by the man. By the time Thomas heat the ground, Harry hand the man pend to the hospital floor. "I don't give a damn who the fuck you are, you keep your hands off my kid." Harry spat out. "Victoria, get security or call the police." James said, before he turned back to Jennifer, who was talking to Thomas in that same language. "That's Russian, Harry. The odd of it being somebody other then-" James started to say. "How the fuck are you out and what the hell are you doing here?" Harry asked. "Get the fuck off me. Like before non of those brats are going to say a damn thing." He spat out. "Your ass is going back to wherever the hell it is you came from!" Harry said.

Jasper was called over and took Thomas to see a doctor, while a officer had Harry let the man go, who stood fixing his clothes. "Captain, unless Thomas is actually going to agree to the chargers, there isn't much I can do." He said. "He just busted my son's face!" Harry said. "Thomas is eighteen and out of school, he is his own adult at this point. I can try and talk to him again, but anybody around you, if you recall, hates using the law." He pointed out. "Because you guys are shit. Think I'll just kick he ass the next time he cames close to them." Harry said. "Harry! Get lost!" Sirius could be heard from behind, coming up, looking exhausted and pissed off. Harry, wasn't going to win and he just walked away. "You do have a death wish, coming after those kid." Sirius said. "Thomas found me. I could care less at this point about the three of them." He spat out. "Why are you here?" Siruis said, crossing his arms. "What I do is my business." He said, Jennifer looked at Siruis a little uncomfortable. "He's apparently got himself another Russian bride that's been brought here." She said, and the man just turned and walked away form the group. "All you can do, Mr. black. Is try and convince your grandson to speak to an office. The man done his time and the adoption of those children went through a long time ago." Said the office. "That man, shouldn't be out of prison for killing a woman!" Siruis said. "I'm not going to disagree with that, but I have no control over it. Speak, to your grandson, that's all you can to, Mr. Black." He said, and walked away him.

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Come that evening, a tiny, pale, bright red hair newborn girl laid In the arms of her father, Zachary. A very healthy tiny girl named Sonechka Rose Potter, born September 18th.